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Nanny Jin, who had escaped from Duke An's Mansion just over a year ago, had already adapted to the life of an ordinary citizen. She, who had once seen it all, squinted with joy at the sight of firecracker debris scattered all over the ground. On the one hand, she was looking after Qi Jiajia; on the other, she said to Song Ping, "No need to sweep, leave it be. It's festive this way, shows our family is thriving."
Hearing this, Ye Xinyan's mouth twitched with amusement. Nanny Jin was being a little too unreserved. Glancing around the village, even without the debris, just by looking at her courtyard, her house, and the imposing buildings stretching north along the main road outside her door, it was clear that her family was doing the best.
It wasn't just Nanny Jin who felt this way; Nanny Liu also smiled and chimed in.
